Bracing spearmint swirl rolls out of toothpaste tube
Ancient tribal sound emanates from creaky speakers
Notes from the underworld piled, scattered throughout,
Could-haves and should-haves lie dusty about
Let us see, then how this comes out:

Wasting valuable time in a Tinker Toy village
Warehouse of wishes where will finds no way
Up and down the apartment's alleys lengthy lists linger,
Some complete, some in need of ironing out
Let us see, then, how this comes out.

Sudden wakeful
Watchful
Mindful of voices
in the darkness
The bed catches a breath of scare—
There's nobody here but me.

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